Arrived alive in Tshwane / Pretoria, one of those places we would never visit if we didn’t have to. It’s like Annette said in her post ‘Impressions’: South Africa is beautiful, but very scary. There are places where you can enjoy the beauty without being scared, like die Ooskaap around Jamestown, Potchefstroom, die Groot and Klein Karoo, but Tshwane is creepy.
Those who think it’s only dangerous for white people get real, these tsotsis come in all colours, and they would kill their own mom for only the thought she might be hiding a 5 rand coin in her bra. The only people out on the street are those who don’t own a car, or have a vicious dog to walk them.
The upside is Bram enjoys lecturing at Pretoria, we’ll meet some friends, and we don’t have a zillion parallel deadlines to meet. Maud’s concentration on the pile of rhino-work isn’t quite there yet, but the only other thing to do here is mall-crawling, which she hates, so sheer boredom might bring focus.
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